The next day, early morning.
Wang Zhenshen was really worried about Yuan Chi's safety. He didn't sleep well the night before.
Sure enough, early in the morning, he got up and wandered around in the Damaifeng Temple. He kept glancing toward the inner courtyard, hoping to catch a pleasant surprise, such as Chen Yun inviting senior masters or elder brothers to lend their support.
So far, he still doesn't believe in Chen Yun's ability to subdue the demon king, the eight demon princes, the ten demon generals, and three thousand demons.
This is not because Wang Zhen undervalues Chen Yun's strength, but because he has seen the terrifying power of the demon king himself.
With a wave of his hand and a lift of his foot, the mountains crumble and the earth splits.
Even the formidable Li Chunfeng, the legendary immortal, who was only a step away from the genuine immortals, failed to subdue the demon king. Instead, he was beaten into a severe injury by the demon king and the eight demon princes.
It's worth noting that Li Chunfeng is a super strong cultivator who is only a step away from the authentic immortal level!
Of course, Wang Zhen has no hope for Chen Yun's words of personally out in this round.
He was sighing to himself in his heart.
Suddenly, two voices could be heard coming from the inner courtyard.
"Have all the troops been assembled?"
"Reported to the teacher, I have informed everyone except Qin Ming, who is guarding the sect."
"Mhm, the demon king is not easy to deal with this time, be careful everyone."
In a few words, Chen Yun and Gong Ji Jie had already appeared in front of him.
Troops?
What kind of troops?
Wang Zhen listened and couldn't help but freeze for a moment.
Just as he was taken aback, Chen Yun and Gong Juji had already approached.
Chen Yun said, "Wang Zhen, wait a moment. We will set off for Dengzhou after the troops have been assembled."
"Alright, Old Ancestor," Wang Zhen replied respectfully first, then asked with curiosity: "May I ask, Old Ancestor, what troops do you refer to?"
Chen Yun casually said, "Oh, I have 3,000 divine soldiers and generals enshrined in my temple."
What... what?
Enshrined 3,000 divine soldiers and generals?
Wang Zhen was deeply shocked in his heart.
Ordinary people may not know what a divine army and general is, but a cultivator like Wang Zhen would certainly be aware of it.
Divine soldiers and generals are protector gods, powerful warriors who defend against demons and protect righteousness.
It is rumored that the combat ability of each divine soldier and general far surpasses that of cultivators of the same level.
If a sect has hundreds of divine soldiers and generals, it cannot be said that they are dominating the world, but if there are no particularly strong sects in the area, then a sect with so many divine soldiers and generals must be the top local power.
For example, the Mao Shan sect is said to have enshrined several million troops, but most of them are bandits with limited combat abilities. The true divine soldiers and generals, however, are only in the Five Camps Army, with each camp consisting of a complete regiment of about 5,000 men, totaling 25,000 divine soldiers and generals.
It is precisely because of the existence of the Five Camps Army that Mao Shan Sect has become the number one great sect.
For example, the Lushan Sect also has Five Camps Army, but their one camp only has 2,000 people, totaling 10,000 divine soldiers and generals. But with these 10,000 divine soldiers and generals, the Lushan Sect has become a top-tier sect.
From the perspective of the number of divine soldiers and generals, it seems that both Mao Shan Sect and Lushan Sect are far superior to Chen Yun.
But don't forget, they are sects, while Chen Yun is an individual!
A person with three thousand divine soldiers and generals?
To be honest, Wang Zhen was severely shocked when he heard this information.
To be honest, Wang Zhen found it hard to believe that Chen Yun had control over so many divine soldiers and generals.
Wang Zhen couldn't help but gasp, "Old Ancestor, you have enshrined so many divine soldiers and generals?"
Chen Yun smiled and nodded, saying, "By fortune, I subdued some bandits and then refined them into divine weapons."
Wang Zhen was greatly shocked and said, "You actually know the secret techniques for refining divine weapons? This secret technique is a generational inheritance of major sects and cannot be shared with outsiders!"
Chen Yun smiled and said, "This was passed down by Master Zhang and my master. I've had the chance to learn some basics."
Ah?
Is it still the true gods of heaven and earth, Zhang Tianshi and Zhengyangzi, who gave it to you?
Wang Zhen looked on with envy, unable to help but silently marvel at the thought, "The orthodox Taoism is just great. These secret techniques that ordinary people can't even learn are easily mastered by them."
However, a new question has arisen now: what level are the divine soldiers and generals under Chen Yun's command?
Divine soldiers and generals also have strengths and weaknesses. For instance, heavenly troops are also divine soldiers and generals, and each one, even the weakest among them, is as powerful as a genuine immortal. The stronger ones have even been bestowed with divine positions by the Business Archives of Deities, making them comparable to celestial immortals.
What about the weakest divine soldiers and generals?
Generally speaking, they are equivalent to lower-level mages.
Lower-level mages are already very strong for ordinary people.
However, for the small demon heads under the demon king that they will be facing, it seems that they might still not be enough.
According to Wang Zhen's knowledge, the small demon heads under the demon king are every bit as powerful as lower-level mages.
If Chen Yun's divine soldiers and generals are only of lower-level mage strength, it's likely that they will be slaughtered.
After all, the demon king has 30,000 small demon heads, while Chen Yun has only 3,000. This is an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Wang Zhen would like to ask Chen Yun, but he doesn't know how to ask.
Because it's the secret of the sect, if you ask casually, it's like probing into their bottom line.
In the end, he didn't dare to ask out loud, but he followed Chen Yun and Gong Juji with a curious mind.
The three arrived at the spacious area outside the main hall.
At this moment, the four disciples dressed in armor and carrying weapons - the Nishan Monster, Zhongxiu Monster, MiHou Monster, and Xiniu Monster - were already waiting along with the White Ape, Flying Snake, and Chen Yun's steed, the Tiger Demon.
"Teacher."
"Master."
A group of demons greeted them proactively.
Chen Yun stepped forward and slightly nodded, "Are you all ready?"
MiHou Monster rushed forward and said, "Reported to the teacher, we have all prepared ourselves. The weapons and artifacts that you previously bestowed upon us, we have mastered them well. In this battle, we should be able to exert greater strength with the help of these weapons."
Over there, the White Ape was swinging its iron staff and making a few chattering sounds, as if to say that it was also ready.
The Flying Snake was very obedient and quickly darted into Chen Yun's sleeve.
It was not a physical combat spirit animal but rather one used for ambush, so it would naturally not participate in direct combat.
The four demons had already transformed into human form long ago. Now, clad in armor, they looked no different from ordinary human commanders.
Wang Zhen dared not use his cultivation inspection magic to examine these people's cultivation, so he weakly asked Gong Juji, "Mr. Gong, what abilities do these four heroes have, and why do they want to participate in this attack on the demon king?"
"Oh, they are my four brothers, all mountain and river spirits who admire your grand law and have joined my doorstep together with me." Gong Juji briefly introduced the situation of the four demons, then said, "As for their abilities, they are all now in the mid-stage of upper-level mages. They should have a good strength."
"Ah?" Wang Zhen was greatly surprised, "They are all mid-stage upper-level mages, aren't they? There are even five upper-level mages among the disciples of Old Ancestor?"
He still considers Gong Juji an upper-level mage and is surprised over there.
Five upper-level mages in the mid-stage, what does that mean?
After all, the heads of some small sects are only upper-level mages.
For example, the head of their Sword Cult, Yuan Chu.
Of course, Wang Zhen was so surprised upon hearing that Chen Yun had five upper-level mage disciples that he seemed shocked.
"Hahaha, there are not just five upper-level mages under Teacher's roof," Gong Juji introduced in detail: "Did you see Teacher's mount? It's also an upper-level mage. And the White Ape, after years of training by me, is also comparable to an upper-level mage. As for Qin Ming, you should know him; he is too. And as for me, I have long reached the mid-stage of high-level mage."
Wang Zhen listened and was stunned.
He was already surprised to hear that Chen Yun had five upper-level mage disciples.
He didn't expect there to be more than five.
What surprised him even more was that Gong Juji was actually a high-level mage at the mid-stage of the high-level mage level.
Such power, even without considering the three thousand divine soldiers and generals, is far stronger than most medium-sized sects!
At this moment, Chen Yun suddenly took out the soul refining banner and shouted lightly, "Where are the divine soldiers and generals?"
In the next moment, a radiance emerged from the side hall, and the surrounding air temperature suddenly became somewhat cool.
Wang Zhen watched in disbelief as a multitude of dense divine soldiers and generals, blocking out the sky, boiled out from the side hall.
A glance revealed at least several thousand.
However, this was not what shocked Wang Zhen the most. After all, he had known that Chen Yun had three thousand divine soldiers and generals from the start.
What really shocked Wang Zhen was that each of the three thousand divine soldiers and generals in the leading team appeared to be exceptionally powerful.
For example, the three senior generals, Qian Liang holding dual spears, Ji Xin on horseback with a horse spear, and Cui Ming carrying a long spear, were particularly eye-catching.
Moreover, there were over a hundred other divine soldiers, each holding weapons that glowed with divine energy, at least comparable to upper-level mages!
As for the remaining 2,890 divine soldiers, even though their divine light was not as fierce as those of the people mentioned above, anyone with a bit of knowledge could tell that the weakest among these divine soldiers had almost reached the level of middle-level mages!
Hundred divine generals who are comparable to upper-level mages?
And over 2,890 strong divine soldiers comparable to middle-level mages?
Wang Zhen's eyes were wide with disbelief.
Previously, he had been pondering over the strength of Chen Yun's divine soldiers and generals.
At this moment, he finally understood.
So strong!
Too strong!
Wang Zhen's heart beat rapidly, thinking to himself that with such a powerful force, there might be a chance to subdue the demon king after all.
Of course, there was only a sliver of hope, as the demon king and the eight demons were too strong.
Chen Yun's divine soldiers, generals, and disciples looked formidable, but there was a lack of top-tier combat power.
As a result, Wang Zhen's idea just began to rise, and a middle-aged man with an extremely terrifying aura walked out from the mountain gate.
The middle-aged man immediately bowed and said, "Teacher, do I need to change back to my original form now to take everyone to Dengzhou?"
"Wait a moment," Chen Yun stretched out his hand and summoned an empty earthen jar, "I need to take this with me. Otherwise, with just you, a Jiaolong at the level of a sect master, it may not be a match for the demon king."
Wang Zhen was completely stunned this time.
A Jiaolong at the level of a sect master?
This is a super spirit beast that is much stronger than human cultivators of the same level!
A spirit beast of this level, how can it be a disciple of the Old Ancestor's sect?
Moreover, he was curious. Old Ancestor said that a Jiaolong at the level of a sect master might not be a match for the demon king and must bring an empty earthen jar?
What is inside the bottomless earthen jar?
Wang Zhen didn't want to ask, thinking that it was impossible to know.
Who knew that the Jiaolong nodded seriously and said, "With Bá senior brother, that demon king should be no cause for concern?"
"Bá?" Wang Zhen could no longer contain himself, his face filled with astonishment as he said, "Old Ancestor, is it the legendary Bá in your earthen jar?"
He thought he must have heard wrong!
Chen Yun looked at him, "Hmm."
What?
It's actually the Bá?
Wang Zhen was stunned and shocked in both body and mind.
After all, the Bá is a magical creature that is even more fearsome than the demon king.
Just the presence of this thing will cause ten thousand miles of corpses to burn with funeral pyres, even if it doesn't do anything!
A high-level mage disciple!
A group of upper-level mage disciples!
Over a hundred upper-level mage generals!
Over two thousand and eight hundred medium-level mage soldiers!
And there are two sect master-level individuals!
This is an incredible lineup!
Wang Zhen's heart was thumping wildly, and he couldn't help but swallow hard, really frightened by Chen Yun's immense power.
(Chapter ends)
